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He watches through the staircase spindlesPeering at this strangerwith his luminous yellow-green eyesHis tail flicks slightlyalmost a twitchSuddenly he..
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Did you ever tell? The story of the succubus and how she stole your innocence?
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It stirsclawingrippingscreamingbreachingthe surfaceIt draws a breath inconsuminghopefaithhappinessexpellingchaosdeathhellincarcerationfor a beastso wi..
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I walk alonetime and time againthose who come asidepassI am a cursethat infectseveryonewho crosses my pathand for thosewho chooseto walk along side me..
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Tell me I'mspecial.pretty,talented,gifted and grand.No one,ever tells you the truth.That you're nothing,more than ordinary.
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You load the gunwith guilt and lies.Before this is said and done,One of us dies.
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Old habits,calling.Demons,still haunting.Past,repeating,again.Life's misleading lies.Leaving me trapt and tormented.Fighting,against the odds.In the e..
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Cursed,I must be.To watch,helplessly,as he withers away.Captive of demons,concealing my screams.Suffocating under suicidaltendencies,until I'm blue in..
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